Just a few of the many roses in the neighborhood, in a collection of photos from over the years, to celebrate the season. All this beauty somehow clambering over fences and thriving in once-vacant lots. Sustenance for the spirit.
A shift is in the air. Shorter evenings catch me by surprise. The studio fills with freshly harvested botanicals and bustles with activity as we prepare for the cooler months ahead.
A particularly beautiful moment in the native plant beds these past few weeks. Delicate shades of pinks and purples before the golden blaze of the late summer goldenrods and sneezeweeds.
The quiet days of summer have arrived. A certain stillness drapes across the city on the weekends. Thunderstorms bluster through. Soaking rain, searing heat, fireflies…